- L was working every day this week so I walked the boys to school before returning to WFH. Plenty of extra steps 💪
- This also meant I took the boys in on World Book Day. JK Rowling’s bank manager must (continue to) be a happy person: in the playground, by far the most popular costume choice for the boys and girls was characters from Harry Potter. C was the evil wizard boy, H went as The Diary of a Wimpy Kid.
- On Pancake Day, the boys ate pancakes at school and then L cooked more at home. My paltry 1½ pancakes were at least traditional, drowned in lemon juice and sugar as is proper; theirs were spread with Nutella.
- The boys came home asking what they should give up for Lent. I told them not be daft. I understand the lesson and agree that religion should be taught, but there’s no need to concern impressionable young minds.
- While L was out one evening I found 24 Hour Party People on my watchlist. The film charts Tony Wilson’s story through Joy Division and Happy Mondays, two bands whose music I like very much. But it was sadly all a bit flat, even with Steve Coogan starring.
- I bought tickets for Andy and I to see The Beta Band in October, one of four gigs I’ve got upcoming this year from bands that split up years ago and presumably now have tax bills to pay.
- There were weekend draws in the unseasonal sunshine for both the Lions U9s and Arsenal. After, H and I took his football across the road to the park where his nippy, technical skills were matched by my speed (longer legs) and strength (bulk).
- While the sun shone I gave my dirty, salty car its first hand-wash and vacuum of the year. Satisfying and physically challenging work. It now looks new again and my back hurts.
